The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 239

Ava caught Cordelia's lagged response as she kept staring at the tag on the shirt. Ava felt a touch of

irritation, especially after Ronan's recent actions as a driver.

"Aren't you going to buy some for Jamie?" Ava asked. "It's holiday season, you know."

"Huh?" Cordelia snapped back to reality.

"You're not going to buy your man some shirts? You're living together." Ava reminded her.

Hearing the term, "your man," Cordelia's mind went straight to Ronan. But Ava was right. Jamie was

taking care of her, housing her, and she hadn't really thanked him for it. Since Ava had mentioned it,

she thought, why not buy him a couple?

"What size does Jamie wear?" Cordelia asked instinctively.

"You're carrying his children, and you don't know his size?" Ava seemed surprised, but, as a forgiving

person, she wouldn't scold Cordelia. Still, she felt a little sorry for her child. "He's a size large."

"Oh." Cordelia, noticing Ava's tone, quickly picked out two gray shirts for Jamie.

By the time the two of them got home, it was nearly evening. Cordelia was tired and retreated to her

room to rest.

She received a message on Facebook from Adrian. [You should've stuck with Jamie from the start and

saved us all the trouble. Ronan's too ruthless, raised me up so high just to drop me so hard. I don't

know how I'm going to get through this year. It's smarter to choose a man who loves you, than one you

love."

Cordelia didn't respond. But for the first time, she thought her brother made some sense.

Since their mom passed away, Adrian hadn't really changed. And with his recent actions, she didn't

want to interfere. So, she never asked how Kendra lost her baby.

Jamie came home. He lived upstairs, claiming that it would be more convenient since Cordelia was Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

pregnant.

Cordelia called Jamie into her room. "I went shopping with Ava today and bought you two shirts. Try

them on," she said.

"For me?" Jamie's eyes lit up.

Cordelia suddenly remembered Adrian's words. It's smarter to choose a man who loves you, than one

you love.

"Yes, I thought of you when I saw them. And since it's Christmas, and you've been a great help, you

should try them on."

Jamie took off his jacket in front of Cordelia, who turned away politely.

"They fit perfectly. You have good taste, Cordelia," Jamie said, grinning like a child.

"Good. It's late. I'm going to rest now."

As Jamie went upstairs, he felt anxious. Ronan had called him earlier, asking to talk. He was worried

about what would happen, as Ronan was the biological father of the children.

The next day, Jamie wore one of the new shirts Cordelia bought him to Velvet Cafe. Ronan had asked

to meet him there.

Ronan had just finished some tax-related work with Emerson and asked Jamie to meet them.

"Mr. Evans, you wanted to see me?" Jamie asked, taking a seat opposite Ronan.

It was mid-afternoon, and the cafe was nearly empty.

"Yes," Ronan said, eyeing Jamie's shirt. From the moment Jamie entered, Ronan had been staring at

his shirt. His gaze was unsettling.

"What's up?" Jamie asked.

"Take care of Cordelia. She's staying at your place," Ronan instructed.

"No need to worry, Mr. Evans. She's my girl and is carrying my children. I got this," Jamie retorted.

"Did Cordelia buy you that shirt?" Ronan asked after a long pause.

"Yes, it's a gift. Do you like it, Mr. Evans?" Jamie asked with a hint of smugness.

"She loves giving shirts as gifts. Let's go." he signaled to Emerson.

The two got up and left, leaving Jamie sitting there, realizing that Cordelia must have often bought

shirts for Ronan in the past.

In the car, Emerson kept stealing glances at Ronan, worried he might have been upset. Jamie's words,

"my girl, my children," had been sharp. Emerson could guess how upset Ronan must have been. After

all, Cordelia had given away something that used to be unique to them.

Emerson saw Ronan, eyes closed, expressionless. Soon, Ronan opened his eyes and started making

calls.